Mrb!
Lütfen, into Turkish.
Every time i see,
My eyes,
In my reflection...
I can't help but be dissapointed,
At who i am...
And everytime i feel,
My skin,
Breaking on metal...
It helps me be quiet,
And quiet's where i need to be...
[Nakarat]
Scars on my skin...
Scars on my heart...
Scars on my soul...
Reminding me of myself...
And if i let you in,
You'll tear me apart...
Every time i feel alone,
And left forgotten,
I have to believe in something...
Like angels,
To breathe...
And every time i see,
My pain,
Beating in rythym...
I need to be silenced,
In silence where i hide my fear...
[Nakarat]
So just hold me,
Wrap me in your arms,
Don't let me fall again...
Teach me,
So i don't have to learn anything more from you...
Isn't my pain good enough for faith,
In you?
Isn't my pain good enough for faith,
In you?